ICE: THE OMEGA'S REVENGE SHIFT BOOK 3 のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

"Uncle Eric, my inner wolf is trying to route a frequency link to Aunt Tammy," Jess stated, sliding my transmission device across the timber table to the omega. "Establish the connection for my line."Eric’s lips curved into a warm line. "My device already stores Aunt Tammy’s direct routing token, Jess. Return your carrier’s slate to the master den.""What if her system filters your signal? Her pack operates closest to Mommy's perimeter. If our line deploys a transmission from Mommy’s hardware, her tracker will absolutely authorize the breach," Jess insisted, his fingers flying to clear the security code on my screen.Eric yielded to the pup's persistence, accepting my device from his small hand. Before opening the pack directory, his eyes caught a glowing red notification anchored over the communications terminal. An internal calculation warned him that auditing a foreign line’s private data log violated baseline code without explicit authorization, so he bypassed the file.He locate

"Collins, your boots need to track straight to the inner quarters, Isabella is completely losing his balance," Jun barked the moment I cleared the threshold, his fingers already snapping the iron locks shut behind my coat before he retreated to the low bench. He hauled his communications device from his leather vest, his thumbs punching code directly into our elite unit link.[Jun: Your networks will never register this sequence as authentic data, but Collins Parker is literally anchoring inside my station lines right this second.][Brandon: ???][Jun: Brandon, your tracking grid might reject the visual, but Collins is executing this midnight defense run wrapped in pink fleece training furs.][Brandon: ...what tier of garbage is your processor emitting? Has the mountain frost compromised your skull? Purge that transmission from the channel immediately, block the Alpha Director from logging onto this frequency!][Ada: What operational failure is occurring within your coordinate zone? @

Following the termination of my session with Patricia, my transport sled guided my boots to the high valley graveyard to monitor Isabella’s memorial plot. I deposited a fresh bundle of white lilies directly before the frosted marble headstone. I evaluated the visual file of Isabella etched into the stone face, my voice dropping into a soft, acoustic murmur against the wind. "Isabella, my inner wolf registers an intense sorrow over your absence. My boots should have tracked to this plot moons ago, but because my station accepted a patient carrying your exact neurological rot back at the Skydrivee medical center, my departure sequence was heavily delayed. By the way, his system displays a shocking number of overlapping metrics with your childhood file." At that point, my lips formed a tight, silent line. My medical intellect was entirely incapable of calculating how Ada had carried the identical neural destruction as Isabella yet managed to achieve a flawless, total recovery!From a cli

MIKEOur boots locate a standard dining lodge hidden within the immediate sector, and we secure a wooden bench. My fingers log an order for Collins’s favorite bird ration on the tavern interface, scribbling his direct internal coordinate number onto the slate before commanding the service scout to transport the dish straight to his personal desk.Ada’s brows slam down into a tight, dark line. "Your sector is exposing his private tracking data to a low-tier servant!"I emit a sharp tsk sound, waving my hand. "Collins always routes his mid-day rations from this exact kitchen line!"The Alpha Director’s verbal processor hits a complete, silent deadlock."Does your mind calculate that every single leader on this mountain operates within your parameters, commanding an entire roster of personal assistants and executive scouts to execute their physical errands while your own pelt remains hidden inside a high tower acting like the supreme pack boss?" I launch the verbal strike, refusing to by

"Hahaha! The truth is, his pride holds zero desire to offer an authentic apology to your station anyway! Ada is completely furious with his layout, forcing his boots into absolute exile across the border. Tyler is simply targeting your perimeter out of pure, desperate survival logic. He requires your tongue to drop a few mitigation codes into the Alpha Director's ear to lift the ban.""Impossible," I state flatly, severing the connection instantly. My wolf maintains a strict policy against interfering with the internal disciplinary loops of Ada's elite unit.A moment later, the takeout scout clears my gate. I consume the hot breakfast ration, and my physical metrics shift back toward a balanced baseline.At exactly ten in the morning, I step into the lower garage bay, ignite the thermal engine of my winter transport, and pilot the vehicle straight toward the Whitaker estate lines. My mind drifts to the upcoming meeting with Adrian.The young wolf will undoubtedly display an optimal ha